The next day, Anton left the place where he had been secluded and headed towards the area where the battle had taken place. During all this time, he had been studying the ability he had obtained, and only after knowing everything about it did he dare to venture out.
He needed to know how many agents had died and how many parasites had been eliminated. Anton was clear that they had exterminated the entire growing parasite organization, so his work was done.
But just in case, they needed to install new security cameras with night vision and X-ray capabilities. Only then could they detect parasites and have an accurate assessment of their enemies.
"How many agents died?" Anton asked as he watched the cleanup team still at work.
Alexander, who had a wound on his forehead, looked around and said, "Fifteen hunters died, twenty were injured, but we have eliminated over a thousand parasites."
The numbers turned out badly to achieve these results.
"Didn't we count at least three hundred? If we didn't have backup drones, we would have lied; how did we let such a big error slip?" Anton turned to look at Alexander, who was overwhelmed by the significant deaths, even with the help of a cardinal.
"It's my fault; I couldn't see anything beyond the main buildings. Even if there were more underground, I couldn't notice; I don't feel so much." Alexander was a good man; he would have preferred to die than see so many good men perish, but life doesn't work that way.
Anton considered this and said, "Let me heal you; we'll talk about the details later."
Alexander removed the bandage from his forehead, revealing a horrible wound. He didn't know how Anton would heal him, but if he committed to it, he would definitely do it.
"You are my warrior, and the dead are our strength; we will fight for them no matter what happens." Anton used a small amount of light to heal the wound on Alexander's forehead, who immediately checked it with his phone camera.
"How did you do that?"
"Don't ask a magician his secrets; God has given me good hands to help the good and exterminate the bad." Anton waved his hand, and after healing Alexander, he walked across the terrain where the fight had begun.
But at the same time, Anton, who was focused on many things, received a call. "Who's speaking?"
"Zz... Cardinal of Light, verification code 182-823-3300-928
Urgent call from the Shamans' Association; the requester's name is Lee Hwa-rim.
Message sent: Request for help to exorcise an ancient evil spirit.
Do you wish to take the call?"
Anton thought for a moment and said, "Connect."
"Understood."
"To whom do I have the honor of speaking? My name is Rim, a shaman who works alone with my advisor, Bong-Gil. I really wouldn't bother the Light Association if I hadn't encountered a problem that few would dare to solve."
"Level of the problem?" Anton went straight to the point.
"Uncontrollable, there is too much darkness."
"Send the location; I'll be there as soon as possible."
"The meeting will take place in a few days; we will try to do something."
"Do not move the corpse, do not touch the ground, and above all, do not release the spirit."
Rim remained silent and, after a while, asked, "Who am I speaking to?"
"A Cardinal of Light."